Recent content by Cormund Augur

Cormund waited to take her up on the offer since it looked as if Vittoria was going to say something else, but she walked away before he could eek out the words. Whatever they would be. It wouldn't be a bad idea, although Cormund got a sinking feeling that he might have just become someone...

"Alright, I suppose it may do well to work on some other skills. Maybe I've been too in my head about all this." Cormund had spent a while waiting for the right circumstances to perfect his combat, but just because it would be harder for him didn't mean he couldn't do it. He took the blade...

Cormund looked out at the room they had uncovered, wrapped up with vines and other plants bursting up from between the cracks in the floor. He was breathing heavy after the ordeal of moving that door, but switched to a quiet nose breathing after seeing what was before them. The creature was...

"Right, who needs light" Cormund whispered. He felt his way along the wall, and shuffling his feet so as not to trip over anything. As usual, he didn't need light to see his visions, even being able to clearly know what was happening in places he knew was dark. It was a bit like knowing a fact...

Cormund tensed a bit seeing Norah's arm twitch. Gods, he did not want to be a sacrifice right now. The secret passage opening baffled him a little bit, but he wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He listened to his superior Ophir, filling into the passage without so much as a missed...

"Hm, I think we'll be going to the right place then if you need 'way too much'." Oh! He had almost forgot! Cormund gestured for Oryyn to wait just a second while he ran to a nearby costume shop. He quickly exited again with a robe that looked big enough to house Oryyn's larger frame. Seeing...

Cormund just took the one beer, holding it in his hands. He was used to the more watered down stuff but this was clearly meant to be more potent. He wasn't looking to get too drunk, he still wanted to enjoy the play after all. "I think a few of these will be enough for me. How much does it take...

Cormund's eyes were focused on the knife before switching to her eyes to match her gaze. He tightened his lips, he always knew he was behind, but it wasn't quite hitting him that he was coming up on graduation. Did he want to stand out? Sure, it would help make his career as a Dreadlord... but...

Cormund gulped. What else was he good at aside from throwing knives? He really couldn't say there was much. "Aside from the knives I really don't have anything in the way of combat, not at the level of our peers anyways. I guess I'm an above average archer. I, uhhh... can cook fairly well...

Theatre District Cheap, huh? With everything going on it wouldn't be hard to find that. A crowd waited before a stage at the open theatre. Cormund heard the chatter and it turns out it wasn't a comedy to be played but rather an adventure of sorts. An Epic about a famous dreadlord. It was still...

Cormund stared at his water. That was certainly a method to gain control. It had crossed his mind before but he always dismissed it out of hand. Really letting go, letting his foresight run as rampant as it had when he was younger, or worse. It's not like his magic could physically harm him...

Cormund raised his hand at Oryyn's offer. He wasn't so much interested in the drink so much as the opportunity to go to the theatre. He didn't often enjoy it since his visions spoiled many of the tragic events that happened in the plays. For some reason his foresight had a tough time...

Hm? But he thought he had said... "Oh, sorry. I said no thank you in my head but forgot to say it out loud." He had heard about Livia Quinnick before. She was a year or two above him, a member of the Quinnick house, and apparently quite adept at finding things. He didn't know she had the...

The prophesized slop plopped down on Cormund's plate, and he side-eyed Vittoria as she laughed at his plight. He made his way to a seat, taking an apple and a glass of plain water along the way. He set himself down with his food while Vittoria explained the cuffs to him. The doomsayer let her...

"Such a night is right, the city looks great!" Cormund tugged at his collar a little as he followed the group outside, but smiled in excitement all the same. It was very rare that they would be allowed so far from the academy, and to go to a gala no less! His parents packed him a suit for when...